This is a song about "Proud"

Of which im not exactly proud of,

And what i done just ain't enough

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

In adolescence you could bet my fuckin parents were so proud

Im a rapper without a crowd to make me feel proud

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

I'll be down here makin you proud.

Now that's six cops found on that ground

We might be back in this baby

Ma family aint proud of me

Wipe off the streets, they so proud

We don't care if niggas locked out

But i’m proud to call her mine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

I gotta little clout